Udgivet 6. november, 2001
Cover Design af Storm Thorgerson
Grafisk design af Peter Curzon
Desværre er det her ikke et eneste nyt nummer fra Floyd. Derimod er der
en solid samling gamle numre. Cremen af cremen.
Jeg har ofte tænkt på hvilke numre
jeg ville have valgt, hvis jeg skulle lave en plade der virkelig representerede
Floyd - og jeg tror "min plade" havde lignet den her meget.
Havde Waters derimod fået
lov til at bestemme alene, havde den indeholdt det meste af The Final Cut (Har Gilmour
udtalt engeng) og selvfølgelig intet fra Momentary Lapse of Reason eller Division Bells.
Selvom man har alle pladerne, er dette en dejlig plade at lytte til, fordi den kommer hele vejen rundt om Floyd.
Det er sevlvfølgelig ikke den første opsamlingsplade Floyd har udgivet, men alligevel skiller den sig ud fra de andre på flere måder. Umidelbbart fordi det er en dobbelt-cd, men mest af alt fordi det er et komplet katalog over Floyds karriere. De mest markante numre i Floyds karriere fra den unge start til slutningen. Og det er her det gør virkelig ondt. For det er en meget tydelig måde at markere at medlemmerne absolut ikke har tænkt sig at forsætte med at lave mere nyt Floyd musik.
Numre på denne plade
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Lime and limpid green, a second scene
A fight between the blue you once
knew
Floating down, the sound resounds
Around the icy waters underground.
Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania.
Neptune, Titan, Stars
can frighten.
Blinding signs flap,
Flicker, flicker, flicker blam.
Pow, pow.
Stairway scare Dan dare who's there?
Lime and limpid green,
the sounds surronds
The icy waters under
Lime and limpid green, the
sounds surronds
The icy waters underground.
"See Emily Play" [2:47] (Barrett)
Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh
She often inclined to borrow
somebody's dreams till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try it
another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See
Emily play
Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh
Gazing through trees
in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try
it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See
Emily play
Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh
Float on a
river forever and ever, Emily
There is no other day
Let's try it another
way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play
"The Happiest Days of Our Lives" [1:38](Waters)
When we grew up and went to school
There were certain teachers who would
Hurt the children in any way theycould
By pouring their derision
Upon anything we did
And exposing
every weakness
However carefully hidden by the kids
But in the town, it
was well known
When they got home at night, their fat and
Psychopathic
wives would thrash them
Within inches of their lives.
"Another Brick in the Wall (Part II)" [4:01] (Waters)
We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark
sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers!
Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.
We don't need no
education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the
classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids
alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're
just another brick in the wall.
"Echoes" [16:30] (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour)
Overhead the albatross
Hangs motionless upon the air
And deep beneath
the rolling waves
In labyrinths of coral caves
An echo of a distant time
Comes willowing across the sand
And everything is green and submarine.
And no one called us to the land
And no one knows the where's or
why's.
Something stirs and something tries
Starts to climb toward the
light
Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances
meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand
The best I can
And no one called us to the land
And no one crosses there alive
No one speaks and no one tries
No one flies around the sun...
Almost
everyday you fall
upon my waking eyes,
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning.
And no one sings me
lullabyes
and no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky....
Hey you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel
me?
Hey you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you, dont help them to bury the light
Don't
give in without a fight.
Hey you, out there on your own
Sitting
naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you, with you ear against
the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey
you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate
into his brain.
Hey you, standing in the road
always doing what
you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me
there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall
"Marooned" [2:02] (Wright, Gilmour)
(Instrumental)
"The Great Gig in the Sky" [4:40] (Wright)
(Instrumental)
"Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun" [5:20] (Waters)
Little by little the night turns around.
Counting the leaves which tremble
at dawn.
Lotuses lean on each other in yearning
Under the eaves the
swallow is resting
Set the controls for the heart of the sun.
Over
the mountain watching the watcher
Breaking the darkness
Waking the
grapevine.
One inch of love is one inch of shadow
Love is the shadow
that ripens the wine.
Set the controls for the heart of the sun.
The
heart of the sun, the heart of the sun
Witness the man who raves at the
wall
Making the shape of his questions to Heaven
Whether the sun will
fall in the evening
Will he remember the lesson of giving?
Set the
controls for the heart of the sun
The heart of the sun, the heart of the
sun
Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay
Money,
it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car,
caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.
Money,
get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack
Money, it's
a hit
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit
I'm in the high-fidelity
first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet
Money, it's
a crime
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie
Money, so they
say
Is the root of all evil today
But if you ask for a raise it's no
surprise that they're
giving none away.
"Keep Talking" [5:57] (Gilmour, Wright, Samson)
There's a silence surrounding me
I can't seem to think straight
I'll sit in the corner
No one can bother me
I think I should speak now
___________ Why won't you talk to me
I can't seem to speak now ___________
You never talk to me
My words won't come out right _______ What are you
thinking
I feel like I'm drowning ______________ What are you feeling
I'm feeling weak now _______________ You never talk to me
But I can't show
my weakness ________ What are you thinking
I sometimes wonder _________________
What are you feeling
Where do we go from here
Why won't you talk to me _____________ I feel like I'm drowning
You never
talk to me _________________ You know I can't breathe now
What are you
thinking ________________ We're going nowhere
What are you feeling
_________________ We're going nowhere
Why won't you talk to me
You
never talk to me
What are you thinking
Where do we go from here
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a
certain unease in the air.
You better watch out,
There may be dogs about
I've looked over Jordan, and I have seen
Things are not what they seem.
What do you get for pretending the danger's not real.
Meek and
obedient you follow the leader
Down well trodden corridors into the valley
of steel.
What a surprise!
A look of terminal shock in your eyes.
Now
things are really what they seem.
No, this is no bad dream.
The Lord
is my shepherd, I shall not want
He makes me down to lie
Through pastures
green He leadeth me the silent waters by.
With bright knives He releaseth
my soul.
He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places.
He converteth me
to lamb cutlets,
For lo, He hath great power, and great hunger.
When
cometh the day we lowly ones,
Through quiet reflection, and great dedication
Master the art of karate,
Lo, we shall rise up,
And then we'll make
the bugger's eyes water.
Bleating and babbling I fell on his neck with
a scream.
Wave upon wave of demented avengers
March cheerfully out of
obscurity into the dream.
Have you heard the news?
The dogs are dead!
You better stay home
And do as you're told.
Get out of the road if
you want to grow old.
The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise
and merge into the leaden sky:
A man lies and dreams of green fields and
rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking
He's
haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't
be precise
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
It's not
enough, it's not enough
His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand has
weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered
One world, one
soul
Time pass, the river rolls
And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent
replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A
grim intimation of what is to be
There's an unceasing wind that blows
through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And
silence that speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises broken
"Shine On You Crazy Diamond" (1-7) [17:32](Gilmour, Waters, Wright)
Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun
Shine on you crazy
diamond
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky
Shine on you crazy diamond
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood
and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway
laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on
you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the
light
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you
seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Nobody knows where you are,
How near or how far.
Shine on you
crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers
And I'll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we'll bask in the shadow
Of
yesterday's triumph,
And sail on the steel breeze
Come on you boy child,
You winner and loser,
Come on you miner for truth and delusion, and
shine!
"Time" [6:48](Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour)
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the
hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home
town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of
lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and
life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten
years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the
starting gun
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's
sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same
in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer
to death.
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the
song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.
"The Fletcher Memorial Home" [4:07](Waters)
Take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
And build them a home, a
little place of their own
The Fletcher Memorial
Home for Incurable
Tyrants and Kings.
And they can appear to themselves every day
On
closed circuit T.V.
To make sure they're still real.
It's the only
connection they feel.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, Reagan and
Haig,
Mr. Begin and friend, Mrs. Thatcher, and Paisly,
Mr. Brezhnev and party.
The ghost of McCarthy,
The memories of Nixon.
And now, adding color,
a group of anonymous latin-American Meat
packing glitterati
Did they expect us to treat them with any respect?
They can polish their medals and sharpen their
Smiles, and amuse
themselves playing games for awhile
Boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're
dead
Safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
With their
favorite toys
They'll be good girls and boys
In the Fletcher Memorial
Home for colonial
Wasters of life and limb
Is everyone in?
Are
you having a nice time?
Now the final solution can be applied.
"Comfortably Numb" [6:53] (Gilmour, Waters)
Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is
there anyone at home?
Come on, now
I hear you're feeling down.
Well
I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some
information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the
horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't
hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt
just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't
explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become
comfortably numb.
O.K.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no
more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I
do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant
ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your
lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I
caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look
but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb
"When the Tigers Broke Free" [3:42] (Waters)
It was just before dawn
One miserable morning in black 'forty four
When
the Forward Commander was told to sit tight
When he asked that his men be
withdrawn
And the Generals gave thanks
As the other ranks
Held back
the enemy tanks for a while
And the Anzio Bridgehead was held for the price
Of a few hundred ordinary lives
And kind old King George
Sent
Mother a note
When he heard that father was gone.
It was, I recall, in
the form of a scroll,
With gold leaf and all
And I found it one day
In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away
And my eyes still grow damp
To remember His Majesty
Signed with his own rubber stamp
It was dark
all around
There was frost in the ground
When the tigers broke free
And no one survived
From the Royal Fusiliers Company C.
They were all
left behind,
Most of them dead,
The rest of them dying.
And that's
how the High Command took my Daddy from me.
"One of These Days" [5:14] (Gilmour,Mason, Waters, Wright)
One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces
Us and Them [7:51] (Gilmour, Mason, Waters, Wright)
Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God
only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the
rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the
map
moved from side to side
Black and blue
And who knows which is
which and who is who
Up and down
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out
of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind
For the want of
the price of tea and a slice
The old man died
"Learning to Fly" [4:50] (Gilmour, Moore, Ezrin, Carin)
Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning
back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses
reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this
irresistible grasp?
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I
Ice is forming on
the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but
determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied
and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour
trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the
corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could
blow this soul right through the roof of the night
There's no sensation
to compare with this
Suspended animation, A state of bliss
Can't keep my
eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound
misfit, I
"Arnold Layne" [2:52] (Barrett)
Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
Collecting clothes
Moonshine washing
line
They suit him fine
On the wall hung a tall mirror
Distorted view,
see through baby blue
Oh, Arnold Layne
It's not the same, takes two to
know
Two to know, two to know
Why can't you see?
Arnold Layne, Arnold
Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Now he's caught - a nasty sort of
person.
They gave him time
Doors bang - chain gang - he hates it
Oh,
Arnold Layne
It's not the same, takes two to know
Two to know, two to
know
Why can't you see?
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne, Arnold
Layne
Don't do it again
"Wish You Were Here" [5:21] (Gilmour, Waters)
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your
heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here
"Jugband Blues" [2:56] (Barrett)
It's awfully considerate of you to think of me here
And I'm much obliged to
you for making it clear that I'm not here
And I never knew the moon could
be so big
And I never knew the moon could be so blue
And I'm grateful
that you threw away my old shoes
And brought me here instead dressed in red
And I'm wondering who could be writing this song
I don't care if
the sun don't shine
And I don't care if nothing is mine
And I don't care
if I'm nervous with you
I'll do my loving in the winter
And the sea
isn't green
And I love the Queen
And what exactly is a dream
And what
exactly is a joke
"High Hopes" [6:59] (Gilmour, Samson)
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of
magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and
on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was
a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our
dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the
ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The
light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how
green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back
again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with
flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've
been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever
and ever
I've got a bike, you can ride it if you like.
It's got a basket, a bell
that rings and
Things to make it look good.
I'd give it to you if I
could, but I borrowed it.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with
my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything
if you want things.
I've got a cloak. It's a bit of a joke.
There's a
tear up the front. It's red and black.
I've had it for months.
If you
think it could look good, then I guess it should.
You're the kind of
girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you
want things.
I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house.
I don't know
why. I call him Gerald.
He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you
anything, ev'rything if you want things.
I've got a clan of gingerbread
men.
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.
Take a couple if
you wish. They're on the dish.
You're the kind of girl that fits in with
my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.
I
know a room full of musical tunes.
Some rhyme, some ching. Most of them are
clockwork.
Let's go into the other room and make them work.